The Brothers Four — With You Fair Maid

In Amsterdam there lived a maid Mark well what I do say In Amsterdam there lived a maid And she was mistress of her trade I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid Her eyes are like two stars, so bright Mark well what I do say Her eyes are like two stars, so bright Her face is fair, her step is light I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid Her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red Mark well what I do say Her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red There's a wealth of hair upon her head I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid I took this maiden for a walk Mark well what I do say I took this maiden for a walk And sweet and loving was our talk I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid!